This isn’t real life, this is Hollywood, Hedda. It’s all fake, from the manicured lawns in the desert to your manufactured concern.
There is a fine line between art and trash, and that line is plausibility.
The only real legacy is children.
Lying is what we do for a living, kid.[to Victor]
If Crawford couldn’t ruin the picture, nobody could.[to B. D.]
A wedding is a big, special party because everything after that is hard work and repetition.[to B. D.]